its wednesday (actually thursday now), Awkward came on tuesday night....i know, i know...i owe you guys a post about Rule #2. its coming!! i just dont really feel like posting right now =\ most likely it will be up tomorrow (or today?), but yea, look out for it!
how many of you watched and fell in love?! i really wish the show was an hour long instead of the measly 30 mins MTV is giving us.
<3 jaz
28.7.11
26.7.11
My 1st Vlog: The Hoe Talk
Here is my first Vlog!! I hope you guys enjoy it and I hope it makes you think a little. I was extra nervous lol! Please excuse me for looking a hot mess. Ive been trying to get this to work alllllll dayyyyyyy longggggggg!
**peep my NY/country blended accent smh. those 4 years in virginia got me sounding crazyyy lol!
22.7.11
Sistah, Sistah.
Being a good role model is one of the most important things in the world to me. I dont have any biological sisters and growing up I always wished that I had an older sis to help me through all of my growing pains. Sisters share such a special bond. They fight, then love again. They laugh, then cry. They are best friends. They are there for one another.
My alma mater is a pretty small place. There are only about 5,000 undergraduate students so everyone pretty much knows or knows of one another. Its like a little family. Tradition is huge at Hampton U. One of those traditions is the Big Brother/ Big Sister, upperclassman/underclassman relationship. Your big brother or big sister is usually an upperclassman who is either assigned to you or just thinks youre cool so he or she "adopts" you. Their job is to look out for you. Give you rides when necessary, tell you which teachers to stay away from, party with you, etc etc etc.
I never had a big sister in school (although I did have some pretty bomb big brothers) but I know how influential a positive female role model can be in a girl's life. I was blessed to adopt some wonderful little sisters during my time in school. They range from rising seniors to rising sophomores, from the east coast to the mid west, from studious to party animals lol. I love them.
I try to be someone that they can look up to. It is possible to party and make the deans list. Dont mess with that guy. That girl is not your friend. Dont mix your liquor. That skirt looks great. Join a club!---you get the point. All of my littles know that they can come to me with any problem or issue. I cherish the bond that I have with them and I am beyond happy that they are growing into responsible, intelligent, ambitious, gorgeous young women.
Im learning to sit back and let them make their own mistakes. I see some of them walking in my exact footsteps and it scares me sometimes. I dont want them to learn things the hard way the way that I had to. I dont want them to get knocked down before they build themselves up again. But those experiences made me the person that I am today. I offer my take on situations only when they ask me to. Deep down I know they will be okay just like I was. Theyre tough girls...I trust their judgement.
I love my girls =]
My alma mater is a pretty small place. There are only about 5,000 undergraduate students so everyone pretty much knows or knows of one another. Its like a little family. Tradition is huge at Hampton U. One of those traditions is the Big Brother/ Big Sister, upperclassman/underclassman relationship. Your big brother or big sister is usually an upperclassman who is either assigned to you or just thinks youre cool so he or she "adopts" you. Their job is to look out for you. Give you rides when necessary, tell you which teachers to stay away from, party with you, etc etc etc.
I never had a big sister in school (although I did have some pretty bomb big brothers) but I know how influential a positive female role model can be in a girl's life. I was blessed to adopt some wonderful little sisters during my time in school. They range from rising seniors to rising sophomores, from the east coast to the mid west, from studious to party animals lol. I love them.
I try to be someone that they can look up to. It is possible to party and make the deans list. Dont mess with that guy. That girl is not your friend. Dont mix your liquor. That skirt looks great. Join a club!---you get the point. All of my littles know that they can come to me with any problem or issue. I cherish the bond that I have with them and I am beyond happy that they are growing into responsible, intelligent, ambitious, gorgeous young women.
Im learning to sit back and let them make their own mistakes. I see some of them walking in my exact footsteps and it scares me sometimes. I dont want them to learn things the hard way the way that I had to. I dont want them to get knocked down before they build themselves up again. But those experiences made me the person that I am today. I offer my take on situations only when they ask me to. Deep down I know they will be okay just like I was. Theyre tough girls...I trust their judgement.
*The fashionista
*The chill one
*The diligent one
*The babyyyy
*The go getter
*The photographer
*The girly girl
*The future president
I love my girls =]
19.7.11
Rule #1
So today a new show called Awkward premiered on MTV. I freakin love it! It reminded me of Juno a little. But anyway, the show is about a teenage girl who has a huge accident that everyone mistakes as a suicide. Prior to her accident someone sent her an anonymous letter basically explaining why she sucks at life and a list of things she can do to fix her suckiness. I decided that Im going to blog along with her list each week, so here goes!
Rule #1 Stop being such a pussy.
This is by far the hardest lesson that Ive had to learn in life. Im always putting the feelings of others before my own and a lot of the time it ends up horribly for me. My mother always told me that I was going to grow up and let people walk all over me if I didnt develop some sort of backbone. As a teenager I took this advice as her just being a bitch [dont judge me, you know teen girls ALWAYS have mommy issues lol]. But now as a young adult I realize that she is absolutely 100% right about this. This realization was actually the inspiration for my blog back in 2009!
After a lifetime of being a sweet, loving, girl, I found myself thrown into an environment (college) where not everyone had my best interests at heart. I was devastated upon finding out that in the real world: nice girls do finish last.
This is a constant struggle for me. I dont like being a bitch. I dont like hurting people's feelings. I dont like always putting myself first. But it is absolutely necessary at this point in my life. If Jazmyn doesnt look out for Jazmyn, who else will? I know that I will always have my back...I could never disappoint myself.
Not being a pussy has been good for me. Im more confident. I cry a lot less. I smile a lot more. Im done feeling degraded by people who try to put me down. I will not tolerate it anymore.
Im happy.
Rule #1 Stop being such a pussy.
This is by far the hardest lesson that Ive had to learn in life. Im always putting the feelings of others before my own and a lot of the time it ends up horribly for me. My mother always told me that I was going to grow up and let people walk all over me if I didnt develop some sort of backbone. As a teenager I took this advice as her just being a bitch [dont judge me, you know teen girls ALWAYS have mommy issues lol]. But now as a young adult I realize that she is absolutely 100% right about this. This realization was actually the inspiration for my blog back in 2009!
After a lifetime of being a sweet, loving, girl, I found myself thrown into an environment (college) where not everyone had my best interests at heart. I was devastated upon finding out that in the real world: nice girls do finish last.
This is a constant struggle for me. I dont like being a bitch. I dont like hurting people's feelings. I dont like always putting myself first. But it is absolutely necessary at this point in my life. If Jazmyn doesnt look out for Jazmyn, who else will? I know that I will always have my back...I could never disappoint myself.
Not being a pussy has been good for me. Im more confident. I cry a lot less. I smile a lot more. Im done feeling degraded by people who try to put me down. I will not tolerate it anymore.
Im happy.
"You can call me Whitley, I go to Hillmannnnnn"
Well my name isnt Whitley, but i did go to the fictional school from A Different World, Hillman College. It was based off of my real life alma mater Hampton Institute/University. I absolutely LOVED my HBCU [historically black college and university] experience. I wish I could have experienced HBCU life in the 80s...Hillman College looked too live!
PS: Indirectly, I am Whitley! Since I was named after the lovely actress pictured above--Jasmine Guy!
This Made Me LOL.
Lil Boosie's daughter freestyling. Lord help us all lmao. She's actually better than a lot of "rappers" out right now though. Ill give her that!
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